Poem by Stephen Crane

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There was a man who lived a life of fire.
Even upon the fabric of time,
Where purple becomes orange
And orange purple,
This life glowed,
A dire red stain, indelible;
Yet when he was dead,
He saw that he had not lived.

1. Many red devils ran from my heart
2. Two or three angels
3. You tell me this is God?
4. The ocean said to me once
5. In the night

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